The weapon that could destroy Elijah's Family is me?

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Elijah POV:

At the end of the aisle, a dark-haired woman appeared, wrapped in traditional robes, often worn in Africa for special occasions. "How fitting, a Mikaelson who protects the person who can plunge your whole family into the abyss," she continued, and  beside me, the heartbeat of the woman I thought had been kidnapped in a magical way, but what if there was more behind  it? This witch seemed to think so. "What exactly do you mean by that?" I paused and  positioned myself in such a way that the witch had to pass me first to get to Ella.
"You vampires are so arrogant," replied the witch, and Ella muttered "Says the right one," which would amuse me in a different situation but not in this one.

Luckily for the witch it was not to be heard, after all, they should not know that she also understood and spoke English. "Can I know what exactly you want from her?" I asked her to give the reason why she wanted Ella. She didn't seem to know anything about the letter on her skin, which gave me an advantage.
"I didn't tap all the energy of my ancestors to find the weapon against you so that you could take it away from me now," revealed the witch, who still hadn't imagined something Ella answered with a "That's not possible" in her mother tongue, even though I no longer spoke fluent German, I knew she had said it wasn't possible.

"I just seem to have found someone who doesn't even speak a word of English," she continued, and at that moment my brother Niklaus had to call. "Brother's heart where are you?" my brother asked with growing frustration in his voice, now he had to come forward.. "Busy Niklaus" I replied slightly irritated,  but there was nothing to hear about my voice. "It may be that a Juliette de Roux  is waiting for her,"  my brother replied, and the witch smiled knowingly. "Just made their acquaintance,"  I replied to him, breaking the connection. "Your brother is very interested in what weapon we have against him,"    Juliette added.
It was now clear that Ella was not here by chance, she was the weapon that Juliette spoke of. But why hadn't she resistedwhen she was as powerful as Juliette claimed, and it didn't explain the electric shock I felt when I touched her hand.

"She will help us destroy you, once and for all!" she continued, and Ella stepped forward. "Help you? After you just admitted to taking me out of my life? Are you completely banged up?" she asked Juliette and I was a nodto how quickly she spoke in a non-her mother tongue. Juliette was amazed but quickly caught up.
"Then we found the right one," Juliette said, and something caught Ella's attention, she seemed to be able to hear something I couldn't.

Ella POV:

I heard a whisper, the whispering was haunting and Juliette didn't seem to notice. I couldn't understand it, but whatever whispered, it built a barrier between me and the witch who was responsible for landing here. I couldn't believe it, the witch had taken me out of my life to help her?
"Come to me" I heard the whispering whispering beside me, but there was no one there, but I could feel the presence of something. However, the familiar tingling  that spread was stronger than I had ever experienced. "You're going to help us," she said to me, I looked at her and tried not to hide the fact that I knew more than I had revealed.
"Only about my corpse! Look for another secret weapon to destroy the Mikaelsons, I will never help you,"  I said, hearing Elijah take his breath away. HE hadn't given me his last name, or that he had a family, so I had just betrayed myself, but if I was honest, I didn't care.
If I was already dreaming, because that was the only explanation that my brain had messed me up and had thrown various ideas together into a damn realistic dream and I could now also see ghosts because a woman in a white dress was standing in front of my nose.

"We have a lot to discuss and I want you to tell Elijah about my presence, he will need the information I give you"...

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